The wine made for my wedding reception* - mad props to Brother Rupert and Sister Jeanine for making it. Mad props, oh my droogies - goes well with everything, including roast beef and roast potatoes with Italian bean soup and expresso and lemon sorbet to follow. It goes well all the way down, in fact.
*A case of which ended up at my house, somehow. I say 'somehow' because it was originally two: one heck of a case of settling in transit. Not that I blame whoever; the wine had people promising to be better people if they could only have one more bottle and the accidential spilling of some of the beer brought strong men to tears at the abject waste...